She's got eyes like Zapruder And a mouth like heroin She wants me to be perfect like Kennedy This isn't god, this isn't god God is just a statistic God is just a statistic Say "show me the dead stars All of them sing." This is a riot Religious and clean
God is a number you cannot count to You are posthuman and hardwired
She's pilgrim and pagan Softworn and so-cial In all of her dreams She's a saint like Jackie O
This isn't god, this isn't god God is just a statistic [chorus repeat]
[Coma white:] "All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold."
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